Shout out to all the people who can’t watch themselves in the mirror because no one ever told ‘em they don’t have to change; shout out to all the beautiful souls who think they will never be loved because of the shape of their body.
I’ve never loved myself as much as i do right now, because i just find out, after many years i’ve passed by sobbing and wanting to destroy every inch of myself, that all the external beauty that people notice at first sight is just temporary. What i mean is that everbody can be young and beautiful in life, but few will grow old with something in their voice, in their soul and in their way of thinking that can make people fall in love with them even when beauty’s gone and the signs of time start to find their place on those beautiful skins.
Be a powerful, beautiful, exeptional mind.
Be that person that everybody look at and smile.
Be that man or that women that everybody wants as a friend.
Be that gorgeous human being who watch himself in the mirror and laugh while touching all his flaws.
Be that person who can stare at a model on a magazin and say “I don’t need this.”
You’ll be so special, so rare, that people will forget to watch your body, because they’ll have the big desire to watch directly into your soul.
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